Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Chapter 882 - They Are Coming!

All paths were blocked now in front of the face of the dark angel mage. In front of him Arthur stood erect while his energy smashed one more portal without the need to move a muscle.

Unlike what he experienced inside that trial world before, he didn't need to keep flying and moving around. His energy was gaining stronger with its automatic purification nature.

And that made Arthur be sure of his ability to smash the remaining three portals without the need to risk losing that dark angel mage.

"Kill me!" the dark angel mage suddenly turned insane, "c'mon, give me a proper death at least!"

This request seemed a bit strange and unexpected. It made Arthur take extra care towards what that mage intended to do.

As he decided to die, then if not by Arthur's hands then he would take his own life. That was something Arthur didn't plan to see happening.

"Woosh!"

  Just as he expected, the dark angel mage found no response from him and so he decided to go on plan B. Without any hesitation the energy around him got stirred up and gathered all around his right arm.

He was going to swing his saber and claim his life now.

But Arthur was faster.

Like an arrow he darted towards that arm. The dark angel mage wasn't really surprised by this as he already anticipated Arthur's ability to see through his actions.

Arthur's phantom sword moved to intercept that saber. However, another thing happened instead.

The dark angel mage didn't swing the saber, instead he threw it in the air, turned around himself and let his chest wide open to receive this falling saber.

"Damn you!" the dark angel mage roared, "I'll see you in hell."

"Tsk," however Arthur wasn't out of options here. Just as he lost his aim for a moment, he knew he wouldn't be fast enough to stop that saber using any of his two swords.

As for kicking that image away, he couldn't do that either. He might help save him at this time however that would give that mage the opportunity he needed to escape.

And that left him with only one option here.

The dark angel mage pulled this trick hoping to survive. He bet everything over Arthur's desire to capture him, and played his plan based on this.

'Humph, let's see how your desire to capture me will be the one to make me feel… quite ironic indeed, hehehe,' he inwardly laughed while watching the saber pointing its blades towards him.

However as he waited, nothing happened. The saber didn't fall on his chest or he was thrown far away from it.

"What… happened?!!" he was shocked to gaze all around and that was when he saw what Arthur did.

"Don't try and be smart," Arthur coldly said while his long tail held that saber and slowly moved it away, "I won't let you escape or die, so relax and be a good lad."

Arthur couldn't see the face of the dark angel at this moment, however he was pretty much sure he was very angry.

He was so enraged that he couldn't even say a single word now. Arthur readjusted his body and stood a few meters away from the dark angel mage.

"At least… I succeeded in doing one thing," the sinister voice of the dark angel mage came while Arthur's face instantly changed.

He turned around to see the three remaining portals started to emit an ominous aura. Each one started to gather an immense dark energy from everywhere, while the size of each one kept expanding.

"I know this might be a bitter win for me," the dark angel mage slowly said before he laughed, "however at least I can die knowing you are going to join me in hell so soon."

Arthur clenched both sword hilts while watching this scene. The three portals entered into the activation phase it seemed, as they started to link to the three high realms.

He was sure he couldn't stop them now, however he could at least buy some time and delay their expansion. But…

"Ah!!!"

Just as he was worrying about his catch, the dark angel mage started to fiercely scream. From the sky, a thick pillar of white light descended all of sudden over the dark angel mage and caused him to scream.

Arthur was the only one who could see this, making him wonder if this was the way heavens always worked.

"Go inside then," without hesitation Arthur put his hand over the dark angel mage's head and instantly took him inside his garden world.

He had no time to wait until the heavenly punishment would end. At the same time he knew that backlash would arrive at the dark angel mage at any time and anywhere.

However he didn't count for a single thing.

"What… is that?!!" As he took the dark angel mage inside, that thick pillar of white light landed over his head instead.

He totally forgot that Gege's garden world was part of his soul. Henceforth when he took that mage inside the garden, the light came directly over his head.

This light might be a severe punishment, like hell to that mage. However to Arthur it was like a blessing. All of sudden he felt refreshed, his power started to grow and he felt his connection to the world's energy grew stronger.

"What if…" he suddenly had such a wild thought and without hesitation he started to test things out.

He controlled the energy around him and started to drive the energy around to surround the three portals.

The three portals were rapidly expanding thanks to their fast suction of the dark energy from all around. If he managed to cut that supply dry then he would be able to stop the portals from expansion.

He was sure this was due to the desire of a frightening being from the other side of the portal to cross it. So the portal had to adapt and he had to stop that.

However the moment he tried to do that, the dark energy the portals already accumulated started to fiercely retaliate against him.

It was like he was pushing against a giant rock on a side of the mountain. He couldn't even force his energy to penetrate the thick surrounding dark energy of the portals.

Even standing there in his place seemed a hard task he couldn't be able to achieve at this moment.

"Just drop this futile resistance," all of sudden this strong and sinister voice appeared from one portal, "I can already smell the scent of you. I'm already on my way to this world, and there is nothing you can do to stop me!"

"Prepare your neck for me, traitor!" another voice came and Arthur felt it was one of the dragonair clan leaders without doubt. The amount of hatred and anger he felt in that sound made him sure of this.

However, where could he run to? He was trapped in this world and now he failed to seal all the portals. He had nowhere else to run to and his only hope he could put up a good fight against whoever was crossing through these portals now.

But he knew things were over. He couldn't hope to fight three leaders of the dark clans on his own and survive.

And if he considered the presence of the portal, that meant more reinforcements would arrive, scary reinforcements.

All he could do was to clench tighter as his sword hilts and stand there motionless in midair. He didn't drop his attempts to seal the portals using the world's white energy.

However it seemed the difference in the quality between the higher and lower realms was so big that he couldn't hope to win this.

Around him everyone saw this and felt deep shock. They saw him fight that invisible figure before finally putting his hand in a move those who fought before with him recognized.

He took that dark angel mage inside his own world. For all of them this meant only the fact, they won this war.

However even before anyone could yell in triumph, the three portals started to act weird.

And that was the moment when even their hard earned victory seemed tasteless at this moment. Inside each one they felt defeat, bitter and utterly shocking defeat.

At their moment of victory they lost, how could they even tolerate this?

Even with the presence of Arthur, of their leader, of the one who used to create miracles all the time; none ever had a single hope to survive this!

They all knew whoever was coming from these three portals wasn't someone normal. At least those of the same caliber of leaders were coming now, and they wouldn't only come alone.

These portals would keep pouring endless streams of mages and monsters, armies upon armies would swarm this world and crush anything in their path.

Everyone couldn't help but weakly land on the ground with devastated looks over their faces. They raised their eyes and watched Arthur standing motionless in his place while a storm of wind kept falling around him.

They felt he was trying to do something, however they all knew this was all futile.

How could someone stand against fate? They couldn't help but feel more bitter. If they were destined to lose, then why the hell did they manage to survive up till now?

Was fate playing a dirty trick that it might only be the only one seeing it funny?

For them if they knew things would end in such a way then they shouldn't have resisted and persisted all this long. They should have died instead from the start.